I don’t really want to go back to LA.
Yes I’m going to but I don’t really want to. I’m figuring out where my next move will take me. That’s been going on in the back of my mind for quite some time but it’s getting more serious. My desire to find my next “place” is constantly being pushed to the fore front and less on the back burner. The question just keeps coming down to one thing: where.
It’s really not that easy. My mom treated my sister and I to pedicures yesterday and while we were sitting there chatting with the ladies doing our toes my sister said “I’m the country hopper and Katie’s the state hopper.” Yeah, sounds about right.
But that doesn’t help me figure out what my next state is. That’s what I’m working to figure out. And maybe it isn’t a state change, but it’s at least a city change. LA isn’t for me and that’s okay, but I’ve definitely hit my wall there and I’m ready for something new and to move on. In the mean time I’m trying to make the best of my time there while I figure out where to go but I’m having a hard time with that wait.
LA doesn’t let me save money. LA doesn’t let me relax. LA has never felt like home.
I wish it were easy enough to just allow you all to decide my next move but I think that’s a little too much pressure for you and a little too much freedom for me to give up. Sorry.
I sit here in the room I grew up in and it feels like my heart is going to beat out of my chest. I’m ready to finally determine the next phase of my life and I can feel the anxiety of not knowing where, when or what it will entail. I guess this is all a part of that whole 20s thing, huh?
Any suggestions where I should move next?